Foot-in-mouth moment goes to this guy today. First half, I'm sitting at the game with my mom. I'm bashing Worley the entire time he's out there and yelling how we need to burn Ferguson's redshirt. Halftime I go to walk in the concourse level, run into my mom and she tells me I need to stop the Worley stuff because all four of his grandparents have season tix right behind us. I became a fan of his quick.